There is a rumored bird named Phoenix, who lives for four or five hundred years. When he realizes that he is about to die, he gathers a pile of dried fragrant wood and stands on it. When the weather is very hot, he will burn his tail and burn it. The ashes of bones and flesh become a worm, and the insect becomes a bird again, and is reborn as a bird as a fire and becomes an immortal bird...

In the Literature and History Museum of Cangqiu Academy, in the bookcase of Lincijiebi, a woman in colorful clothes had just finished reading such a note. A white light flashed in her hand, and the note turned into ashes. She thought for a while, and picked up the paper and pen to write a new note. Those obscure and difficult ancient words appeared like flowing water in her pen, which was extremely wonderful. On one side, she was full of writing, and after a little thought, she turned over and wrote a letter on the other side.

She walked to the window and looked up at the sky, not the color she liked.

The weather in Chang'an is always affected by wind and sand in the northwest during this season.

A bird flew past the sky, and the girl in colorful clothes waved her hand, and the bird flew down.

She folded the written new notes and put them into the small bamboo tube under the bird's feet.

This kind of bird is the only way to avoid the perception of a few old people in Chang'an City. It is because of the limited load, but it just wants to translate too much content, so it has to take it slowly.

Watching the birds fly into the sky, she faintly looked forward to the man's reply.

The third letter was counted in her heart.

Uncle Black Hawk said that he was the teacher of Xiaoer, so he should be at least a middle-aged man.

A knowledgeable and talented middle-aged man, as lofty as the crimson cloud in the sky, a man that even Xie Longhuang could not win over.

There are several books he translated in this museum of literature and history, all of which are the favorite readings of women in color. They especially like comments with obvious personal styles or the finishing touches that are interspersed at the intervals. She observes the imagined man through those words, but more often she only feels that the person is like fog, rain and wind.

The disciple and the disciple became close, and the master and the master were making friends.

Mr. Sanqian, what kind of person are you?

......

The third brother's troubles were finally solved by the initiator who came to rescue the scene in person, but they left behind sequelae.

The little girl Ning Lanxin was very unhappy and insisted on accusing her third brother of accusing her mother-daughter relationship, causing misunderstandings, which made her cry in the street and make her ugly. The third brother naturally felt wronged. If anyone had dared to treat him like this before, he would slap him in the head and slapped him in the head. But for Ning Lanxin, he felt that his arms were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up.

These days, Ning Lanxin has come to the yamen to find her third brother every day, and as long as she is not a fool, she can see why the little girl is here.

Well, there is only one silly boy who is unaware of it. He feels that he is annoyed every day, and occasionally he can't see it and feels empty.

The third brother felt that he was becoming abnormal, so he came to Zhang Xiao and asked him to say hello to Baofenglou and don't let her come.

Zhang Xiao said, I originally wanted to give Aunt Du a surprise, but because of your stupidity, it almost caused a misunderstanding between mother and daughter, so this matter is all your responsibility. Before Ning Lanxin entered Guangde Academy to study, you have to make her happy, otherwise you have to go to school with her.

My third brother naturally refused to accept it. He said that it was obviously because you didn’t make it, and he had already done what he should do as the arrangement, so it was not his responsibility.

Zhang Xiao said, this is your responsibility, I have my reason, if you don’t believe me, then you can see. Then he stretched out his fist.

The joints are as blue and white as jade, and the skin is as dark as milk. Any demon god girl's hands are rougher than him.

The third brother looked at it silently for a while and nodded in grief and anger. Okay, this is my responsibility.

I secretly swear, don’t be crazy, wait for me to grow up.

The flying bird pans in the air, and he sensed the irritable aura on King Jinpeng and dared not fall.

Zhang Xiao looked at his third brother and asked, "What are you waiting for here?" He watched his third brother leave the yard before wavering to call down the birds in the air.

The pen pal's surname is Yan and his name is Hongfei, and people all over the world call him Yu Sheng. A woman who is determined to become the number one in the world.

Hello, Mr., I have received the manuscript I translated last time, and my doubts were resolved. My little sister was very happy. Her gratitude was hidden in her five senses. Recently, I read Mr.’s translations. I occasionally saw a wonderful writing that was not comparable to a parrot. Therefore, I know that Mr.’s heart is full of ripples and has a magnificent style. When I think about this, I often long for the opportunity to have a night talk with Mr. He, but I regret that the heavens do not follow the wishes of others, so I can only use the wild geese to pass on the letter to communicate with Mr. He is so happy that he will be able to have a chance to have a heart-to-heart talk with him. I only regret that the heavens do not follow the wishes of others, so that you and I can only use the wild geese to pass on the letter to communicate with him.

Ling Xiao’s teacher is a chattering master.

Zhang Xiao turned over the note and wrote densely in ancient Greek.

It is not difficult to know through these words that Yan Hongfei is studying the legend of the immortal bird reborn from the ashes.

Translated by: There is a giant island in the ocean south of the fire, and the strange trees are named Jiuxiang wood. They are ignited by lightning, and the fireworks are raging. The fragrance scatters in the world, and they remain in the ground to form forests. They rebirth and prosper when fire is reborn and prosper. Immortal birds gather this tree, and swallow beads and burn them to death can only be reborn without death...

After thinking for a while, I turned over the note and wrote: There are friends in the sea, and the world is like neighbors.

Roll the paper sticks, put them back into the bamboo tube, and let the bird fly.

This relationship must be maintained.

In order to form an alliance with Kong Yucheng, he had to make a pen pal with Yu Sheng as Mr. Sanqian.

Bai Lingxiao was a little puzzled. Why didn’t you tell your master that these words were translated by you?

Zhang Xiao told her that our purpose is to form an alliance with Kongyucheng. Communicate with your master and communicate with academics. If you are a junior, it will make her feel unequal and then have the idea of ​​being neglected. Therefore, you must do this in the name of Mr. Sanqian. Because it is easier to be accepted by Yan Hongfei in terms of prestige, seniority, etc.

......

In Baifu Garden, Wang Miao learned the result of the test from Su Huanzhen.

"I thought about it for several days, but I actually refused?" Wang Miao was even more surprised: "Zhang Xiao may be too young and don't know the importance of it, why is Bai Yujing so confused? What did Bai Zongqiu do? Did you not explain some of the words clearly to that kid?"

Su Huanzhen shook her head and said, "Bai Zongqiu just reposted the words of rejection, and she didn't know anything else."

"What are he thinking? I really thought that if I killed Qin Chuhe, who is the thirteenth person list, could do whatever he wanted?" Wang Miao looked like water and snorted coldly: "I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Su Huanzhen said: "He is not a Yiren, maybe he really doesn't know the power of the Wang Xie family, or maybe he just has too deep affection for his wife and is unwilling to accept it."

"No matter which one, he finally rejected the opportunity to be a part of us." Wang Miao said: "Although it is not a formal invitation."

Su Huanzhen said: "Fortunately, it's not formal, so Jian'er's face will not be too ugly."

Wang Miao said in a bad tone: "No matter how you do, you will be rejected." He was very dissatisfied: "Who did he think he is? Ye Xuan only had one Li Hong Road in the twenty-five years after that. Unfortunately, there was only one thunder in this world. The power of the North is not strong enough that we dare not crush it."

"Did the third sister forget Bai Zhangping?" Su Huanzhen said: "The three elders of the Bai family have left, but he is still in the north."

"That madman who is with the beast, if you don't mention it, I will forget the eighth place on the Tianlist." Wang Miao said: "He is also the elder of Guangde Academy. With him and Fu Hanshan, the last fifteen people in the Tianlist, waiting for an opportunity to move, maybe he can teach that kid a profound lesson at any time."

Su Huanzhen said: "Sister Three doesn't have to worry about this. Our primary goal is to be the big thing in Qingyun Mountain. As for Zhang Xiao's affairs, it's not too late to discuss it after Brother Wang Pao arrives."
Chapter completed!